mistletoe
My toughest tests are over,
and now that things have slowed,
I find myself quickly sliding,
into Christmas vacation mode.
IIt’s a shame you’re not with us,
everywhere we go,
because we could pretend,
that there was mistletoe.
A chorus, In the food court
asked, “Mary did you know?”
And the mozzarella, on my pizza,
seemed a symbolic snow.
The traffic to the mall was CrA-crazy,
the Uber moving glacially slow,
what we could have done, with that wasted time,
would have been sublime - under some mistletoe.
With my agenda slack, I’m almost packed,
I’ve got a thistle of something stowed.
And one of the things it will be swell to delve,
are the licentious uses of mistletoe.
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